Luyện nghe bài hát TKO Remix

I don't understand it, me how could you be so low?
(And all in thrilling, new, sound)
babe (Dammit babe)

Blood thicker water, right
Fuck bitches, they all
Stand up nigga, not the falling
Heart than the Harlem Nights til I met you,
They say the devil wear Prada but I doubt it cause the Lord did you
Damn look at that
Short bus shorty, cause you sure is Cole to the rescue,
save a ho
Hoes like to their behavior though
Thought you was a down ass
I found that shit a couple days ago, I was home alone
Next thing I know that ass verse from a song called "Control" was on
The room got nearer, the tune got
when I seen the shit playing on your phone
Girl, what is a ringtone?
Shit, not you too
Man the hype got you too
Everybody and their momma
Even my momma asked I'mma do
Decisions,
In case this is war, then I up on all ammunition
If a nigga want problems, my on auto
make sure that nobody miss him
Now up your shit, you don't believe in me
I need you, I got me, bitch
nigga moved to NYC, bitch
Got a record deal and a degree, bitch
Two gold plaques, I produced all the
And I ever ever lean on Jay-Z, bitch
And all that achievement
Real nigga never even and got his teeth fixed
Now you try to play me,
You try to play me? I ought to knock your ass out

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging after the bell and after all of the blows
Tried to go the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

All Pretty Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the on lock, streets serenaded
Now you lame mothafuckas devastated
Bet you niggas wish you never hated, that's the ain't it
that shit, he rich, fuck that shit, he this, fuck that shit, he that
He black, he don't blacks, fuck that shit, he wack
Fuck that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, that bitch
that bitch he with, finished talking shit
Get up off my
The narcissists synonymous comments from the blogs about
Menages with the gossips and the bosses, surprises
I'm and not to mention, in my closet
Is a model chick, grimey fits, trapped inside of it
Besides it I'd deny the shit, shit y'all should the shit
I'm the shit, not just kinda sick, the doc prescribed my
Cock it, click-click, opposite, stop and shit
poppin' shit, from popular to poppin' picks to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, popular for
Make it rain, she pop that shit, it her confidence (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this but spit like I forgot some shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I hope God you, peep my common sense (TKO)

I understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit babe (Dammit babe) JT this like vu right?

All this album of the year talk, niggas they're the best out
I been hot since the Purple Tape and this poking my chest out
They calling on King Push, this beach chair, I'm stretched out
My name is my name, bitch, I'm gone and it's etched out
I been known to blow a quarter brick on baby and a messy bun
If I make her mine, made her mind, she in line and we got somethin'
Memoirs of a millionaire, even better I'm a
Alaïa skirt, Fendi work, dress my baby build-a-bear
Fuck you about the Tiger of Rollie, fuck you know about blowin' bands
Bezel on it like a circle, diamonds in it, holdin' hands
A1 day 1, I sold dope and my name rung
I sold dope where I came from and it's so dope I made from it
No lie, know why? Guy Fish in my
JT up in the 3 piece and we magic baby showtime
She ain't know, we ain't know, try to trap her but she ain't
Once she trap you with the DA flow, it's out, TKO, la!